This is serious You don’t seem to understand All the things we do To raise the bar and expand Will leave the weaker men behind Guess we’re heading for a fall Bigger, better, blowing our minds
There’s no space in our ideal world For the strange and charming diversity
It’s the end of what we know As the world of imperfection We all stand trial Every colour has its glow ‘cause we’re masters of correction And self-denial
Whatever you dream about We design and materialize Down to the last detail Our lives in custom sizes And if you do not make the grade You’re excluded from the club We have no tolerance for the common made!
There’s no room for cracks in the surface We will never settle for anything less
(x2) The beginning of the end It’s so perfectly imperfect We all stand trial Every person has to mend There’s no tolerance for defect It’s self-denialTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
